beg for chivalry

The wheels twitched and the hustle and bustle outside the window gradually subsided. From the swaying curtains, one could glimpse the green poplar trees beside the road, filling the windows with lush greenery.The coachman in the front room was waving his willow whip rapidly, and was rushing to the countryside, as if intending to go to a secluded place.

There are two people sitting opposite each other on rattan chairs in the car, one is a handsome man dressed in brocade clothes, the other is dressed in plain clothes, like a servant.Wang Xiaoyuan stared at Yan Jiubian, with a friendly smile but a bit of chill, he asked again: "Where is Jin Wu?"

Yan Jiubian smiled and said: "If you agree to my conditions, I will tell you. Otherwise, I will let you guess, can you guess before Jin Wu dies? My conditions are simple, that is During this period of time, you are required to stay obediently in Tianfu, if Hou Tianlou does not move you, you must not take any action against Hou Tianlou."

At this time, the silver thread between the ghost's ten fingers was cut off by Wang Xiaoyuan with a knife. It is strange to say that the dressed-up man just sits calmly, so that he can draw his knife out of its sheath in this cramped car in an instant. Once, even one of the silver wires was split without falling to the ground.

But there was only one silver thread that was not cut by Wang Xiaoyuan. That silver thread was wrapped around the base of Yan Jiubian's right index finger, and was pulled out of the window, as if it was stretching into the distance.The silver threads lead one by the other, just like spider silk, shining bright red like blood in the sunset.Yan Jiubian held the silver thread and smiled slightly: "Why don't you dare to touch this thread?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyuan's brows were slightly lowered, and he remained silent, he proudly said, "You know whose neck this thread is tied to. Since I am a hostage, how can I not hold his life in my hands? Fortunately, you You didn’t move lightly just now, if you break this thread, Jin Wu will immediately lose his head.”

The silver thread was tied around Jinwu's neck, and it was wound several times.If Yan Jiubian has the heart, he can instantly cut off the head of the Golden Crow with just a movement of his fingers.Of course, Duoyigui didn't think about keeping this sick child as a future trouble.As early as when the assassins from the Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Fire searched Chengyi and found the sleeping Jinwu, he wrote a secret order instructing the assassins from the Ministry of Fire to stuff this long-standing affliction into the suitcase, and find a random place to settle it.

During this period of time, Yan Jiubian has seen the appearance of the golden crow and the fading sun for too long. I knew that I couldn't get too many words out of this precarious tuberculosis ghost. People get rid of it quickly.

Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes trembled slightly, even though he acted calmly, his fingers touching the handle of the knife were shaky.Yan Jiubian looked at him with great interest. Everyone in the world said that Yubai's swordsman's swordsmanship is the pinnacle, but he is not a strong man standing on the top of the clouds. The Tianshanmen's sword also has shortcomings. Maybe Yuqiuxia's only flaw It is the Golden Crow.

"I don't believe you." Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes turned slightly cold, "Let me see the young master, I only believe him."

With the handle in hand, Yan Jiubian calmed down a little.He leaned comfortably on the soft cushion, fluttered the pinching fan lightly, quietly concealed his sinister smile, and swayed the silver thread pretending to be careless. "But now you have to believe it, because your young master's fate cannot be controlled—" He slammed his head fan away, slowly lowered his wrist, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and whispered in front of Wang Xiaoyuan As if pressing his throat, he said. "—only by me."

"What exactly does Houtianlou want to do? Do you still want to kill people? Do you want to continue to do evil to the world?" Wang Xiaoyuan raised his head, met those cold eyes, and asked slowly.

Yan Jiubian smiled: "I won't kill, because all who should be killed have already been killed. Yu Qiuxia, I can't tell you much. But haven't you known that Houtianlou wiped out the monks of Panlong Mountain, Facing the enemy Evil Ditch, Miebei sent Chaoshan Dao, and even killed Tianshanmen. It is definitely not to kill if you want to. Zuo Louzhu has her reasons. She never thought of killing you and Jin Wu. As long as you two can be with her Everyone has their own positions in the blog, and don't think about exceeding their duties."

Yubai Swordsman remained silent, just lowered his head, and flicked the head of the withered vine protruding from the wooden chair.He is a naive person, he has never failed in sword skills, but he has never failed in love.He even felt that the jade girl's mentality, which has always been calm and calm, could not suppress his inner demon, and the Jinwu was his inner demon, but he refused to crack it, and had to exhaust all means to save this person.

The tinkling of copper bells, the rumble of wheels, Wusun's horse galloped, carrying the two people in the shed into the deep forest.It was cloudy everywhere, and there was no trace of the carriage in a moment.

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Yu Yiwei was punched in the face.

He didn't know how many times he had been punched by the assassin, but he only knew that the half of his face that had been peeled off before was daubed with pepper powder and cornel, and the other half of his face was bleeding, and it was chilly when the wind blew.At this time, he was being beaten in the weeds by the river beach, Yu Yiwei struggled violently in his dizziness, and touched the flying needles of the darts nailed to his clothes from the camphor wood, regardless of his fingers being pricked. Drenched with blood, he quickly pulled it out and left it on the ground.

"You're not Huo Shiqi, you're a traitor who sneaked into Houtianlou through a ghost's face!" Huo Shijiu's face suddenly became ferocious behind the ghost's face, he grabbed Yu Yiwei's neck and threw him on the camphor wood.Yu Yiwei struggled indiscriminately, using all her breastfeeding strength to push against his waist and abdomen, finally found an opening between her arms, and got out of the evil spirit's grip.

"I... am Huo Seventeen..." Yu Yiwei argued weakly, and he also felt that this sounded unreliable.But he really couldn't think of anything else to say to Huo Nineteen.

Yu Yiwei rolled and crawled on the river beach with both hands and feet, and rushed towards the dense forest like ants, but he only pushed aside a few bushes, and suddenly saw two black crows standing on the old wooden bridge by the river beach. silhouette.He forgot that besides Huo Nineteen, there were two Houtianlou assassins guarding here.

The great anxiety engulfed him like a sea tide, and Yu Yi could not breathe as if he was drowning.He turned around and ran, but bumped into Huo Shijiu who was rushing head-on, and the assassin crossed his leg and strangled him around his ankle.Yu Yiwei only felt severe pain like a cracked ankle, and he rolled into the grass in embarrassment, his whole body was covered with tiny abrasions.

Huo Nineteen twisted and fought him, Yu Yiwei was no match for him at all, so he had to protect his head and face so as not to faint immediately.This assassin was cruel by nature, and seemed to take pleasure in torturing him, while kicking and beating him, he made no sound at the same time, only wishing to enjoy the pleasure of tormenting others to himself.

They rolled and hit the river, and the assassin grabbed Yu Yiwei by the neck and pushed him into the water.Before Yu Yi could catch his breath, large streams of slightly fishy and cold water poured into his mouth and nose, making his nose sore and sore.Huo Nineteen also picked up sharp branches, deliberately tore open the wound on his body, and sprinkled gravel into the bloody gap.While pressing him to irrigate him, he threatened viciously:

"Who are you? Tell me, who are you! If you say the words Huo Shiqi again, I will tear your mouth apart and teach you to go back to Tongle Temple to drink the poisonous soup from the torture chamber! Is it the one who sent the Luan Shan Dao, or the people from Evil Man Ditch?"

Yu Yiwei raised his head desperately while dying, shaking his head and spitting out bloodshot river water. "No, not at all... I am... the Houtianlou Assassin!"

Impatiently, the assassin untied a row of flying needles and three-edged darts from his waist, and aimed the tips of the barbed wire at his fingers.Yu Yiwei let out a scream immediately, because the sharp thorns of the terrier pierced into the gap between the nail and the flesh, and Huo Shijiu exerted more force, and a piece of bloody nail was torn off after a while.

"Don't you want to say it? If you don't say it, I will torture you slowly. This is Hou Tianlou's special skill. I advise you to say it earlier. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to a heart, and I can tear you away." Ten fingers, and ten toes." Huo Shijiu said, "You don't want to suffer, and I don't want to suffer, and interrogating you is also a tiring job."

Yu Yi didn't feel his eyes turned white, and his ears kept buzzing.He seems to have seen the scene of a horse riding a lantern in the first day of the year, the candle beans are playfully jumping, and the colorful paper-cuts cast colorful shadows in his eyes along the axle.I heard that people always remember the past before they die. Yu Yiwei felt that his life was extremely boring. He was born in a poor family and had done sensual things like most sons and daughters. Then he was sent to Tianshan Gate to study. sword.

But God seemed to be playing tricks on him intentionally, his sect was ruined, disciples were seriously injured, half of his ordinary face was ruined.He killed people, and the girl he liked scolded him for killing evil spirits, but now he was exposed by a real evil spirit, and he was about to be killed in a foolish way.

"I'll ask again," Huo Nineteen asked him coldly, "Who are you?"

Yu Yi pulled the corner of his bleeding mouth weakly, and squeezed out a few words from his throat for a long time.

"It's... the Houtianlou Assassin."

In the end, he was left with the only way to go.

Huo Nineteen's hand pinching his neck suddenly swelled with veins, and he pushed him into the water.Yu Yiwei only felt a sense of suffocation overwhelming, he coughed and struggled, but was pressed even deeper into the river.The lungs hurt as if they were bursting, the nasal cavity was filled with slightly fishy water, and the consciousness gradually rose and burst like blisters, drifting on the verge of pain and fainting.

He was dying.

Yu Yiwei's hands and feet became weaker and weaker, he struggled a few times, and gradually lost his strength.Before he died, he thought of Jade Zhixu who handed him copper coins with red threads. He fell to the ground alone on the night of being bloodbathed by Houtianlou, looking at his Jade Zhixu with sad eyes. Is it that uncomfortable?There is also Yu Bingzi who is smiling like a flower, he has not had time to treat her well, and wants her not to be so sad, so he will go to Huangquan.

But at the moment when he was about to pass out, Yu Yiwei suddenly heard a vague sound in his ears.

It was the sound of piercing flesh and blood like a tearing silk. A sword suddenly protruded from the lacquered wood suitcase. The sharp edge of the sword pierced through Huo Shijiu's head instantly.

Huo 19's eyes were wide open, as if he didn't know what happened, so he was killed instantly, and fell to the ground without even a groan.Yu Yiwei coughed dryly and vomited out the river water in his mouth and stomach. After vomiting for a long time, he raised his head and looked at the suitcase in shock.

There was only a crackling sound, and Guangsuo and the box cover flew away together!Someone kicked off the lid of the box and stood up slowly leaning on his sword.Yu Yi didn't realize that the sword in his hand was actually the saber he had tied around his waist before, and it was in that person's hand at some point.But the most frightening thing today is not this one. Yu Yiwei had seen the man stuffed into the suitcase by the assassins before. He was pale and weak, and he seemed to have only one breath left, but now he seemed to be completely different.

Jinwu stood up from the suitcase, the blue eyes were set off by the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a hint of ferocity.He stepped on the sand of the river beach, looked down at Huo Nineteen's body indifferently.Killing people was the easiest thing for him to do, but after two years, he finally picked up the sword again and took another life.

"610 five." Jin Wu put his sword back into its sheath, closed his eyes, and said with a sigh, "...killed another person."

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This chapter is too rushed, I will fix it later